Seeing Ye Fan's figure jumping up and down on the battlefield, Master Qingfeng laughed out loud.
He looked at Ye Fan now as if he were looking at a moving treasure. The more he looked at it, the happier he felt.
I have to say that being able to recruit Ye Fan into his camp was the most correct thing he did in his life.
"King of Black Wind, King of Black Wind, you may have shot yourself in the foot now."
"Having so many disciples come to besiege Ye Fan, and now he is disgusted by Ye Fan, it's called self-inflicted suffering."
Not only Master Qingfeng, but also the other senior officials at the top of the city of Running Wolf and the disciples who were fighting fiercely below all showed happy smiles.
For a moment, they actually felt as if they were possessed by an immortal god.
Because as long as your strength is strong enough, it doesn't matter even if you are forced to a dead end by the other party.
Ye Fan can definitely come to you at the critical moment.
Then I will hand you a pill that can bring you back from the edge of death.
If that's the case, what's so scary?
"This elixir is simply too powerful, brothers, give me a hard beating!"
“If we don’t destroy these guys, we won’t be able to afford these precious pills that we ourselves have taken!
"That's right, that's right, rush for me, rush for me, what do they have to be arrogant about?"
"Let them know today what our truly powerful combat capability is."
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In an instant, all the disciples became excited and raised their weapons one after another, releasing overwhelming spiritual power.
That spiritual power seemed to be free of charge, and countless martial arts exploded among those disciples, causing countless injuries.
At the same time, most of the disciples in the entire battlefield abandoned their enemies and joined the queue chasing Ye Fan.
For them, the only way to continue fighting is to kill this cheap guy named Ye Fan.
Otherwise, sooner or later, this guy will disgust him to death.
"You bitch, you bitch, you have the guts to run away and challenge us head-on!"
"Yes, you are not a master in the middle stage of the Magic Mirror. Aren't you very powerful? Why do you only know how to run away now? You are simply a coward!"
"That's right! He's just a coward and a waste, but he still has the nerve to join such a battle."
"I really want to crush you to ashes so that you will never be reincarnated."
In an instant, greetings to Ye Fan's eighteen generations of ancestors were heard throughout the battlefield.
The sounds of martial arts explosions on the battlefield, as well as the wailing sounds of other injured disciples, were even completely covered by the sounds of insults and greetings.
The sound lasted for a long time, as if it wanted to penetrate people's eardrums. It was really exaggerated.
And an extremely strange scene suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
If you look down from God's perspective, you can perceive everything.
According to the deployment of the Black Wind King before the war, many masters began to besiege the top masters of Jinghu Villa.
You will find that every master is surrounded by attacks from several masters of the same level, or in other words, dozens of people.
But the only exception is Ye Fan, who is extremely conspicuous in the entire battlefield.
The disciples who were chasing behind him had already evolved into a team of thousands of people from the hundreds before.
It is so vast that every time it passes by, it stirs up a burst of dust.
And there are also many masters who have reached the golden immortal level.
Each master's speed is extremely fast, even tearing the air apart.
"Let me go, did you go a little too far this time?"
Ye Fan glanced back and swallowed nervously.
Only now did he realize that the disgusting things he had done now might have pushed him to a point where he could not retreat.
Even with my own strength, I may not be able to completely defeat the masters of the God-Eating Team.
Not to mention the thousands of masters following behind.
Each of them could probably drown themselves with just a drop of spit.
Now he is truly racing against death.
If he was caught or caught up with these disciples, he would really have no chance of survival.
"Run, run, run quickly."
"Can you stop chasing me? I just want to ask you, can you stop chasing me?"
"Don't you know you're tired? I've been chasing you for so long. Is there any end yet?"
"I was just making a joke with you. Can't you afford it?"
As Ye Fan ran, he asked questions to the disciples behind him.
It was okay not to say this, but once I said it, it aroused the anger of those disciples.
To them, Ye Fan was not begging for mercy, this was naked ridicule!
It's just that he continues to develop his oral skills and continues to disgust himself.
This will only make them feel more humiliated and ridiculed.
"What did you say? Say it again if you dare!"
"Do you call that a joke? Have you ever joked like this?"
"You don't care if we chase you or not, just run away. It depends on whether we can catch you today. If we can make you run away, then you will be considered very capable!"
"That's right, even if I don't continue to hang out here today, I will definitely take you to be buried with me!"
"I will never leave a scourge like you in this ancient world of immortal cultivation to harm other people."
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"Depend on!"
Ye Fan cursed and increased his speed again.
He finally understood that these disciples had to fight to the death with him today.
But after a while, things finally took a turn for the better.
His own panacea was suddenly squandered by himself.
"It's over. It's over now. I was a little too pretentious just now. Why did I distribute all the elixirs?"
"What does this make me do?"
"I really should have planned everything in advance, but now I really have no choice."
Ye Fan patted his head in distress.
It's all my fault that I didn't realize the quantity of the elixir just now, which put me in this situation.
Moreover, without the support of the panacea, the spiritual lake in his body is rapidly drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The key is that the disciples behind him can use wheel battle type attacks.
Whenever a disciple is not strong enough, he will stop and rest for a while.
But I ran for a whole day without any slowdown in speed.
And on the way, he also solved a big problem for the four poison kings.
After all, I am only a human being and not a god descending to earth. How could I escape like a perpetual motion machine?